Chapter 136 Five Heavenly King

The Honghuang people, who were attracted by this roar, saw that in the silver boat with several huge cracks, various aliens with thousands of thunder wings were constantly falling out of it.

A purple-haired tall alien with six pairs of huge wings around countless horrible thunder on his back, flapping the wings on his back and appearing in the void outside the silver flying boat. It was the thunderous king who just made a loud roar.

"Angel? Birdman? Why is it purple?"

Xia Bing couldn't help but say strangely when he saw this alien with six pairs of purple thunder wings.

After the appearance of this tall male alien, the closed door of the silver flying boat also opened automatically. A team of angel-shaped aliens dressed in purple armor, holding various swords and spears, and purple wings with ten wings, eight wings and six wings lingering around thunder and lightning on their back surged out of it.

Like a fixed legion, he quickly set up a position behind the tall man with twelve purple wings.

Fifty-winged purple-winged aliens stood at the forefront, followed by hexa-eight-winged purple-winged aliens, and the 16-winged purple-winged aliens split into a large battle array.

Although many six-wing and eight-wing aliens were seriously injured, they still stood in the team with cold eyes, as if the blow just now had no impact on them at all

These purple wing aliens with the power of thunder and emitting wings of the law of thunder are the thunder angels under the throne of Thunder in the world of war, also known as thunder angels.

These thunder angel armies are warlike, powerful and murderous. At first glance, they are a battle-old powerful army. Even if the major forces in the flood and famine are unwilling, they have to admit that the armies organized by these forces are far inferior to these alien armies.

Compared with them, the armies of the major forces in the flood and famine are some rabbles. Perhaps only the 3,000 silver armor under the "Donghuang Taiyi" can compare with these alien armies. Unfortunately, the "Donghuang Taiyi" have only 3,000 silver armors, which are both quantitatively and qualitatively and qualitatively. There is a big gap.

The whole thunder angel army was like one, and the momentum was all poured into the front Thunder Tianjun, which made his terrible momentum soar several times.

Carrying the awe-spirited and evil spirit of the whole army, the thunder king turned into a million-foot-high thunder angel. Behind him, six pairs of huge thunder and lightning wings gently fluttered against the sky and lightning giant snakes, tore the void, and roared at Hongjun and other eight people with an angry face: "I am the seventh king of thunder in the world of war, and other Pangu. The indigenous people of the world, come up quickly.

Fortunately, whether it is the war sky world or the flood world, it is the lingua franca of the endless chaotic universe, and there are no obstacles to communication. Otherwise, Thunder Tianjun will probably have to ask for a translator or express his meaning with divine thoughts.

When the people of the Honghuang camp heard the words of Thunder Tianjun, they were angry that they used the obviously insulting word "indigenous" to call them.

But it's more surprising. It turns out that this arrogant and horrible alien race, which is much stronger than those saints, is just the seventh-ranked heavenly king in the different world called the World of War. Doesn't that mean that there are six more powerful existences above him?

Although I don't understand what the title of Tianjun is, it should be the title of a saint in the world of Honghuang.

This makes people unable to live, and the weakest heavenly monarchs are so strong.

Hearing the words of the Thunder Heavenly King, Hongjun's face was gloomy and obviously did not want to answer this Thunder Heavenly King, who was only the seventh Heavenly King.

At least Hongjun is also the leader of the whole Honghuang army. In his eyes, only the leaders of these alien armies are qualified to talk to him on that first day.

The Taiqing saint, who understood Hongjun's meaning, stood up and answered for his teacher, "You are so bold that you dare to violate my flood. I am Taiqing, the saint under the Taoist ancestor of the Honghuang world. Today, I will teach you and other alien demons to turn into flying ashes."

With the sonorous and powerful answer of the Taiqing saint, the pressure of the saint on Laozi's body suddenly surged out like a volcanic eruption. Peng Bai's magnificent holy power suddenly made me look sharp, and it was difficult for other powerful people to connect the current Laozi with the legendary quiet and incompetent Taiqing saint.

It's like Taiqing in old age, suddenly returning to youth.

However, although Taiqing Sheng is full of popularity, he is still defeated by the Thunder King with the momentum of a huge army.

Seeing that his eldest brother was at a disadvantage, Yuanshi Tianzun and other six saints immediately stood up and said, "I am the saint under the throne of Taoist ancestors."

"I am the saint under the throne of Taoism."

"I am the saint Nuwa under the throne of Taoism."

"I am the saint under the throne of Taoism."

"I am a saint under the throne of Taoism."

"I am Kunpeng, a saint under the throne of Taoist ancestors."

With the grand voice of the other six saints resounding outside the country, the powerful pressure of the six saints and the momentum of the Taiqing saint were integrated, instantly suppressing the momentum of the Thunder King.

"Hmm!"

A cold hum of terror containing infinite majesty suddenly came from the battle god boat led by it. The terror majesty swept the whole void like a hurricane. Even tens of millions of miles away, it still made the ordinary mixed power and other monks under the saints feel frightened and the weak ordinary sky. Xian is even more bleeding.

If they hadn't formed a formation with each other and integrated momentum, I'm afraid that all the immortals, even many real immortals and Xuanxians, would have been directly shocked to death by this cold hum.

Hearing this cold hum, the momentum of the seven saints almost dispersed, not because the owner of the sound was so horrible that it could easily affect the seven saints, but because this man's cultivation was extremely high, far more than the seven saints, which made them shocked for a moment and confused their breath.

And Hongjun's look on the side also became extremely ugly. From the cold hum, he heard that the owner of the voice was a terrible strong man whose cultivation level was absolutely no worse than him. Even if there was a big gap, and there was still a Taoist injury left by the sky axe on his body. If he really wanted to fight, he mostly lost, unless he borrowed it. The power of the world in the world.

"Since you want to compare the momentum with my army in the great world, then I will complete you. Darkness, death, order, frost and flames. You five will lead your legions and thunder together to let these ignorant indigenous people see the power of my great world."

With the domineering sound falling and five soft hums, the door of the second to the fifth silver flying boat opened in an instant.

A tall bird with twelve wings like the Thunder King flashed on each silver flying boat, standing proudly in the void, waiting for their respective armies to come out.

Each of these five twelve-winged Tianjun is stronger than that of Lei Tianjun, which makes the faces of the strong people in the Honghuang extremely ugly. Many monks with poor psychological quality suddenly turned pale and sweated coldly.

Everyone looked solemn, but Xia Bing was still indifferent and looked at each emperor carefully. He judged them in his heart and didn't pay attention to them at all.

Although these Tianjun are strong, the stronger the better for Xia Bing. If he is not strong, how can he help him kill Hongjun and Tiandao?

The dark king was dressed in black armor, with twelve huge dark and ink-like wings flapping on his back, looking like Lucifa, the fallen angel in earth mythology.

The Death King is wearing a gray robe, holding a huge scepter inlaid with a crystal skeleton, and a strong smell of death on his gray wings on his back.

Order Tianjun wears silver armor, wrapped around a strange chain with a strong breath of law, and the wings behind him sound softly, playing the music of order.

The Frost King is dressed in frost armor, wearing a crown, holding a cold transparent sword, shaking the ice crystal wings on his back, carrying an invisible cold current, and even the void is frozen.

Flame Tianjun was dressed in a fiery red robe, and his body was full of flames and red hair. If it hadn't been for the red wings behind him that flapped out fire dragons from time to time to burn the void into nothingness, Xia Bing thought that this was his Vnad split rebellion.

With the appearance of the five heavenly kings in the void outside the region, they all turned into a million-foot tall, giant god-like bodies, with endless majesty and terrible pressure, instantly filled the whole world.

The seven saints who were competing with the Thunder Heavenly King were affected again, and their momentum declined again. On the contrary, the Thunder Heavenly King and the Thunder Angel Legion behind him seemed to have taken a stimulus, and their momentum rose sharply, and they were actually comparable to the momentum connected with the seven saints.

As the five heavenly kings appeared in the extraterritorial void, the five legions belonging to them also quickly appeared behind them.

The speed of the assembly array stunned the strong men. They lined up in just one breath, and the speed was several times faster than the Thunder Angel Legion just now.

Not because they are more elite than the Thunder Angel Legion, but because many people in the Thunder Angel Legion were injured by the seven saints.

The Honghuang army has no comparison with them at all. The gap is too big. These mixed powers and saints have gained their knowledge today, and they know what is the real elite.

In the face of these five legions, the nine forces of Honghuang suddenly became silent, with only a look of emboldenment.

The monk, who had little cultivation, looked at the terrible army that broke through the sky and even shattered the void under his feet, suddenly became dull, so that they could not have a trace of courage to resist. No matter how they imagined, they could not imagine that there was such a terrible army in the world.

I'm afraid even the saints will run away in the face of them.

In the face of such an army, they can only immerse themselves in the terrible momentum of the other party. They can't even move. They can only wait for the enemy's judgment desperately and frustratedly, and obediently hand over their lives.

"Powerful, this army is more powerful than my divine soldiers and generals. The momentum alone can affect the enemy's mind, make the enemy lose its resistance, and reach the realm of subduing soldiers without fighting. It's really powerful!" Xia Bing couldn't help admiring the five legions fighting in the world.

"Hmm!"

Hongjun also realized that the weak monks in his army had been robbed of their minds, and suddenly showed a look of dissatisfaction and hummed coldly, which woke them up.

The monk who broke away from the influence of the great army of the war sky suddenly shed a cold sweat and secretly shouted that it was dangerous.

Despite this, they are already full of fear of the five legions, and there is a shadow in their hearts. They are allowed to fight against these horrible armies, and their combat strength is less than half.